"who?"
"the slytherin three. all female. all pureblood."
"what about them?"
"malfoy. potter. diggory."
"you mean... draco, harry and cedric? they're males."
"not them. their sisters."
"sisters?"
"andilia. cerise. julia."
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the story of the three gir...
"Andilia!" called Julia from the ground floor of her childhood home--Lia was staying with her for the final month of the summer holidays before their first day of fifth year at Hogwarts. The two girls had tried to get Cerise to join them at the Diggory home but she hadn't been allowed out of her aunt and uncle's house all summer, just stuck inside with her little brother.
"WHAT?" came a frustrated voice in return from the third floor/attic where Julia's bedroom was.
"We're going to hunt down Cerise with Lucian-- get down here!"
Lucian Bole was their close friend from Hogwarts, he was in the year above them in the same house and was practically the only pure-blood Slytherin who actually knew how to drive a car (and owned one). Lia spent a lot of time with him growing up and she frequently snuck out of Malfoy Manor to drive around with him these days.
There was a muffled reply before Julia heard a loud thump and groan, Lia was out of bed at least.
Turning around, Julia came face-to-face with her twin brother, "Ew, why are you so close to me?!" She reared back and walked around him because he'd been standing literally right over her.
"Love you too, sis," chuckled Cedric as he leant against the staircase bannister and crossed his arms. "I like her," he nodded upstairs to indicate Lia and grinned.
"Oh, no, you can't have her!" Julia shook her head with a threatening panic in her eyes. "She's mine, not yours. My friend."
Cedric raised his hands in surrender, "Chill, Jules. I was just saying."
With a disapproving look in her eye as she frowned at him, Julia replied, "I know exactly what you meant. Trust me, it's not happening."
"What's not happening?" asked Lia when she appeared at the top of the stairs, hand on the bannister as she stepped down.
"Nothing." Julia stared down Cedric, daring him to say something different.
With his mouth open to reply, the words in Cedric's mouth never left because the slight touch of a hand brushing over his back as Lia reached the bottom of the staircase was enough to shut him up.
Julia rolled her eyes and reached out to tug Lia away from her brother, "C'mon, Luce is waiting."
"Bye, Andilia," grinned Cedric when the two girls reached the front door.
Glancing back, Lia waved a hand over her head in a motion of acknowledgement and walked out the door. Cedric watched the door for a while, frozen in place, jumping when he heard his mother's voice from the kitchen too to his right.
"That won't end well."
"'Scuse me?"
His mother, Clarise, smiled gently, "You and her won't end well."
Cedric looked away and scoffed, "There is no me and her."
"There will be... and it won't end well."
Clarise was never wrong. Ever.
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THE PROLOGUE FOR 'LIVIN' LA VIDA LOCA' !!!!!! It's short, I know.
